Are you for real?
Can you still feel?
Anything true and beautiful?

Where can you go
Flying so low?
Everyone knows you lost the sun

Burned body of a child
Dying in the mother's hand
You've just got to stop it now
A zombie is growing, man

Why can't you see?
You'll never be free
As long as you let this madness run

Where can you go
Flying so low?
Everyone, everyone knows you lost the sun

Telling stories to a child
Won't change the hand of hate
You've just got to stop it now
Tomorrow's going to be too late